Lifeskills Camp is next Wed, and my dad is resolutely refusing to let me buy another sleeping bag. x.x The one I have is about 3 cm thick, and damn uncomfortable. My friend's is nearly 10 cm. Dammit.

And I'm sleeping in the Quadrangle, aka Parade Square (except it's not square), under the stars. What if a bird flies over and poops on us?
"Too bad then," the teachers said.

And I'm worrying about PMS on that day. >>;;

I suppose I'll have to use my own money to buy the stuff. My dad's sleeping comfortably in bed. Grr.

jinyao-11:13 PM!